Voices

What Does the Voice Mean to You?

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04/04/2019

As a 17-year-old from a just-okay public high school in rural California, in fall 1990 I found Georgetown deeply intimidating. I felt like an impostor among polished classmates from prep schools and missed the hometown I’d eagerly fled. Thank god I found the Voice. There were all the cynical, liberal, sarcastic fellow students I had…

What Does the Voice Mean to You?

What Does the Voice Mean to You?

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04/04/2019

I wasn’t present for the Voice’s birth in 1969, but I was there for a couple of those early pre-K years. I arrived at Georgetown a few months after the inaugural issue. An eager beaver freshman, I had my initial Voice byline in April 1970, just after the paper’s first anniversary. The piece was an…

The Friendship Vow: In Sickness and in Health?

The Friendship Vow: In Sickness and in Health?

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03/15/2019

The power of my story compelled me to write this piece. But my parents reminded me what having my full name attached to an honest description of my illness would mean for my hopes of employment. Despite the Americans With Disabilities Act (ADA), which makes it unlawful to discriminate in employment against qualified individuals with…

Strive for Imperfection

Strive for Imperfection

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03/15/2019

Last month, my day often started with sharing an understanding smile with the Lau security guard. If you’ve stumbled into the library anytime from 5-8 a.m., determined to study for an exam that day or desperately wrapping up the final touches of a paper, you may have also found me there, dark circles under my…

Home for the Weekend

Home for the Weekend

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02/27/2019

From kindergarten through 12th grade, I walked three-quarters of a mile to school almost every single day. Even when it was raining and passing cars soaked me. Even once I could drive. With every curve in the road and crack in the sidewalk, I was reminded of how fond I am of my home. Now…

Friendship Knows No Age

Friendship Knows No Age

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02/27/2019

Let me tell you about my friend. Just like the start of many friendships at Georgetown, we met in class. We got to know each other and started scheduling lunch dates. Now, she is one of the people in my life who I can call whenever I have exciting (or even completely mundane) news to…

Carrying On: Amanda and the Pimpin’ Focus

Carrying On: Amanda and the Pimpin’ Focus

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02/15/2019

When I was a kid, I wanted my first car to be a Ford Focus. I dreamed of whipping my cool, worldly friends around my tiny Texas town in a 4-cylinder sedan, blasting all the music that didn’t play on my parents’ favorite Christian radio station. The reason I wanted a Focus was simple: When…

Taking Control by Opening Up

Taking Control by Opening Up

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02/15/2019

When I was a kid, I used to rewatch Monsters, Inc. all the time, enough that I wore out the family VHS tape. Do you remember that scene when one monster comes out of his door with a sock on his back, and the Scare Floor erupts in chaos? If you really think back, you…

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